Should Something Big Be Happening?

"I just want to know what other information that guy revealed. I don't believe that was all."

Master Ragewind remained silent for quite a while before finally speaking.

"He said that if this goes smoothly, the mortality rate among ordinary people will drop drastically in the future. It will affect almost all intelligent races. If we can become the core of this plan, then for us..."

There was no need to say more. Master Ragewind understood.

Viscount Rost's ambitions this time were substantial. His sights were likely set directly on the vast majority of people.

It might cover nearly all free citizens.

In other words, the choice left to them was either to remain stagnant and be gradually devoured, or to integrate themselves into it and rely on their own abilities.

In any case, Viscount Rost and the Technology God Church would give them an opportunity, bringing nearly everyone before them. Whoever had the ability would be worshipped by countless people.

As for whether that could be turned into faith, that was their own business.

The Technology God Church seemed never to have had much... desire for faith?

"This really is a huge gamble." Master Ragewind could not help sighing.

Although this gamble differed somewhat from what he had imagined, it was indeed just as the invitation had said—a gamble.

If they won, the churches would be elevated.

If they lost, the churches would lose their original footholds.

Even Master Ragewind began to feel somewhat excited.

"Interesting. So, do you have confidence?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that? You're the world's number one druid." The Elves' second elder looked helplessly at the man before him.

"Just pretend I'm not here. I only came to watch the show."

Master Ragewind said with a cheerful smile, "You know me. I'm no longer